Harper Kingsley was an ordinary girl living an ordinary life, with nothing remarkable ever occurring. She was the type of person at school who people simply regarded as "Oh, Harper, she's nice," existing quietly in the background. Harper never sought attention or tried to stand out; she just went through her days, almost like breathing. Started: April 15, 2019 Finished: May 06, 2019 Rewrite: 2024 tvd/to au Companion Book(s) Breathe ▶ NIKLAUS MIKAELSON ✔ The First ▶ DAMON SALVATORE ✔ The Originals and all its Franchise © Julie Pec OC and Creative Plot © -lalalie

"𝓣𝓱𝓮𝔂 𝓬𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝓶𝓮 𝓢𝓾𝓹𝓮𝓻𝓶𝓪𝓷 𝓘'𝓶 𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓽𝓸 𝓻𝓮𝓼𝓬𝓾𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓘 𝔀𝓪𝓷𝓷𝓪 𝓼𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾, 𝓰𝓲𝓻𝓵" ꧁𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐑꧂ 𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐁𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐠𝗼𝐮 𝐌𝗼𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐧 𝐚𝐮 𝐒𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭 𝐂𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐓𝐚𝐥𝐤 𝗼𝐟 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠/𝐠𝗼𝐫𝐞 ♡︎I do not own the my hero academia characters nor do I claim to

You were a only child, your dad died when you were born, as you grew up it was just you and your mom, as you grew up you learned to use alchemy (the same alchemy as Ed and Al) like the Elric brothers mom you made her smile with your alchemy cause it reminded her of your dad (like the Elric brothers) you were the same age as Ed when your mom died and tried to get her back but failed, you also lost your left leg and right arm (read the story to find out what happened to one of your body parts) I don't own any of the characters or the picture above I think I got it off of another story and I thought that it was cool and I wanted the picture because it reminded me of my character

"Ian like these other niggas shawty, ion think you can handle a nigga like me". "This ain't no Fairytale love story shawty, everything don't just fall in place" "You the first person I fell in love with" "Imma hood nigga, ion know how to love"...... ___________________________________________ " I may be a street nigga, that don't mean I don't know how to treat a girl right" "I'm a street nigga, not no fuck nigga" "I'm not them other niggas up in Texas. I'm a real nigga" "This just a hood love story baby girl. You're my queen and I'm yo king."...

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WARNING: UNDER CONSTRUCTION AND CURRENTLY BEING REWRITTEN. CHAPTERS WILL BE REPUBLISHED AS I GO Countenance v; to extend toleration to //Jessica black's Countenance of her troubled life was getting thinner and thinner by the moment. Jessica Sirius Black's whole life was messed up, and unfortunate. She grew up, exposed to bullying, hearing snarky remarks, and being teased, because of something she had no control over. Her heritage. Being Mass Murderer Sirius Black's daughter isn't as easy as it sounds. But she had to cope. Book 1: Countenance Book 2: Novaturient [Completed] Started: 01/04/2020 Ended: 14/05/2020 All rights to J.K Rowling, for the amazing world of Harry Potter.

𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘶𝘴 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘻𝘺.... 𝘸𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝗰𝗿𝗮𝘇𝘆 𝗶𝗻 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲. 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘸𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘦.... 𝘸𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗶𝗻𝘀𝗮𝗻𝗲 𝘁𝗼𝗴𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿.

"i need to talk to jamal." you suck your teeth at the sound of his name. "he's dead. so get the fuck out," you say. his eyebrow raised, shock shown on his face. "since when?" "i don't think you're in the position to ask any questions," you say as you push the gun into his forehead harder. he licked his lips before speaking again. "so who's the new leader?" "you're looking at her." in which you inherit a failing drug organization from your father and you work hard to restore your grandfather's reputation. a story where anything is possible-especially murder, betrayal, and revenge. ⚠️ this story will contain harsh/sensitive topics such as murder, mental health, sex, drugs, drug abuse, alcohol, alcohol abuse, gun violence, etc. ⚠️ all characters created by gege akutami, belong to gege akutami. all others belong to me, todorokisburnmarkk. notable ranks: #1 in nanami #1 in dilf #1 in tojixblackreader #4 in choso #5 in tojifushiguro #6 in blackoc #8 in toji #9 in blackfemreader #11 in naoyazenin #16 in blacky/n #16 in blackreader #16 in naoya started: april 16th, 2021 finished:

Micheal didn't respond. He just stared at you. It made you feel uncomfortable. His stare felt heavy, it almost hurt. You wanted to leave, but, that'd be rude. "Uhm.. What do you like to do for fun? I like to help my mom cook-! And draw but.. I'm not too good at it, " You giggled